Let's open the door

"What? You're looking at my ass? Tabea's got a nice butt, but that's no excuse, son," Walter said and marched off to the door. He didn't know why, but he shook it as he moved away from Tim. He knew that his son was watching, and he just felt a need to show off his new posterior.

Just then the doorbell rang again.

Walter finally found his way to the door, feeling his son staring at him-- at his ass-- all the way there.

Next he opened it, surprised at who was in front of him.